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Nov 2015
I expected much, you know, the usual right?
But turns out that message, ruined my birthday,
even if it was before my birthday, it was seven minutes before it.

Usually I hate my birthday, but, not having you,
not seeing you on that day, not having you by my side, it just, made
the day I hate the most of the year became worse.

Oh dear, why did you even show me that song?
Because actually, it does turn out that I need you much more than you need me.

Your birthday gift wasn't that tee shirt you left me,
but the loneliness and broken promises you left behind, how you left
me behind.

Still, I adore you.
JN
Mila Berlioz
Written by
Mila Berlioz  20/F/Honduras
(20/F/Honduras)   
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   Yorkobi and GaryFairy
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